Let me be
the quiet prayer
that led me
gently through
all things
and safely back
to the silence
of my own
deepest heart.
Amen
Quiet Reflections and Prayers
Let me be
the quiet prayer
that led me
gently through
all things
and safely back
to the silence
of my own
deepest heart.
Amen
Remind me of
the importance
of silence.
Help me to
remember the delicate
balance of reaching
and retreating.
May the simple joy
of knowing I am following
my own perfect path
always be enough.
Amen
Let this life move
in its most natural way —
quietly, silently
honoring and listening
a little more deeply,
living from beneath
the surface —
deeply rooted
in its own
pure essence.
Amen
There is a
quiet connection
in the stillness
of my heart —
a peace containing
all emotions
and yet only love.
— Laurie, What’s Right Here
I hold what is here
like a silent prayer,
a quiet acknowledgement —
a reverence.
It isn’t something
I learned.
It is trusting
my inner healer,
my own inner knowing —
an innate understanding.
This holding reaches
deep into my being —
touching a place
that couldn’t be reached
in other ways.
— Laurie, Heart Space
There was a deepening,
a surrender,
a sinking in
to my own deepest heart.
And though there were
no words to describe
or explain,
there came, instead,
the sweetest
kind of silence
as each attempt
was replaced by
a simple, quiet prayer
and faded effortlessly
back into nothing.
I found I could exist
in the world
and also in my heart —
participating fully
in daily life
without the need
or desire
to stay in
constant dialogue
about the story
on the surface —
choosing instead
to play a little
higher card,
to put these things
aside for a moment —
honoring and holding
a little space
for a deeper story
to be known.
When the outer world
seems most chaotic,
remind me
of the calm within
that carries me
safely through
all circumstances.
Help me to listen
a little more deeply
when I am most tempted
to turn away —
never underestimating
the power
of one subtle,
quiet prayer
whispered from this place.
Amen
It was the subtle,
wordless connection
with a deeper me,
that one true thing
I was unwilling
to risk losing
that pulled me
ever so sweetly back
into my deepest heart
and straight through
whatever appeared —
honoring and transforming —
shifting all things
with the slightest glimpse
of one untainted thought.
At a certain point,
it seemed fitting
to sink down
a little more into
the silent spaces
within my heart,
to reach beyond
the complexities of being
in a healing world.
It seemed most natural
to search for this place
in others,
to let go
of the outdated ideas
of healing and peace
and to show up in a new way —
to embrace the unknown
with honor
and openness —
to become willing to participate
in our own evolution —
trusting the way to be shown.